It Feels Heavy

A fragile day weighs heavily Distorted by the gusty winds Threatening clouds Lightning sparks nature’s debate Emptied streets ne’er complain Many sighs and frowns Even windows are stubborn Rapidly evolves a gloominess Violates the uneasy tranquillity Smudged dreams drip like paint An aged reality breathes uneasily Defaced spaces bathed overnight Tastes of repentance on the tired tongue Yet, struggles to confess The follies that have … Continue reading It Feels Heavy

It Starts With Gloom

There are fewer aureate moments at the waking hours Mysterious reflections take back time into a sinister moment Uprooted and swept away… they never trusted the depths Arise the sorrows during the slightest changes in nature Transformed characters discuss to dispel the mysteries Soon the clouds will form… heavy with dreadful time No other passage seems to be real at the blurry moments While ill-feelings … Continue reading It Starts With Gloom

Through The Course Untrue

How long can you stare at the stillness brought upon by gloominess? Sincerely holding on to the cynic who wants to believe the unbelievable All the images are solitary, if not being bound by surrounding reflections Blue sky responds with a wry smile at the ripples of life’s chaos Faces distorted over the gloomy canvas creased by the daily troubled accents The languages strain for … Continue reading Through The Course Untrue

The Reflections

As if the Moon decided to not speak with the stars Sullen moments ripple the uneasy tranquility The wide-open windows and doors lean against sulking walls Clouds offend the eternal love moments  Settled in a chair which has witnessed many such nostalgic moments The body cowers each time the heart sends some message Damp light, empty glass, incomplete feelings, bland food Many voices use this … Continue reading The Reflections

Etched in Melancholy

A morning etched in hues of smudged melancholic graphite Still! The stillness is quite unusual for a day about to begin its journey A stultifying feeling grips the wind, quite restricted and sombre is the mood When newness absorbs the sorrowful feel and oozes the uneasiness Drips the sky like the watercolour on the canvas painted by a careless painter Uneasy whispers come from the … Continue reading Etched in Melancholy

Uncanny Night

Night peels off as the tumult’s incisiveness digs deeper into its skin The day was obsessed enough with mundane conflicts conspired by life Defeated, it cannot rest for a while before encroaching into the night Night’s folds of distress hide the bright stars today as peculiar silence befalls Whereon, the eyes can only comprehend the gloominess of its soul Whatever happened to the profoundness of … Continue reading Uncanny Night

Rush

Slow consciousness hurries the pace of life Cursory looks rarely pay attention to the real signs A notebook of slander chronicled every day  Each fresh page looks in anticipation of new narratives But, the foul ink desecrates the freshness and feelings Counter narrations argue with a diabolical voice Pen runs haywire to circumscribe the territories Trying to achieve and experience life in haste Slandered minds flagellate … Continue reading Rush